This California camp lets Jews of Color like me just be ourselves
Have you ever heard the woods sing “B’tzelem Elohim”? The whistle between trees carries the melody. The acoustics of boulders amplify the reach of the lyrics: “When I reach out to you and you to me/We become B’tzelem Elohim.” It is in the divine image — B’tzelem Elohim — when an intergenerational and multiracial group…